O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee -
How canst I but marvel at thee? -
What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, -
This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray -
Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, -
With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. -
O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be -
Declareth I, how I worship thee! -
You knw what Rida? I'm so glad I came to your blog. Thanks for leaving a link. This "love is" comic strip is what I used to send to my husband every now and then and he loved them immensely! Coming here brought back good memories :)
Thanks for following... I will add your link in this week's Friends' Meetup Party for sure :)
You knw what Rida? I'm so glad I came to your blog. Thanks for leaving a link. This "love is" comic strip is what I used to send to my husband every now and then and he loved them immensely! Coming here brought back good memories :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for following... I will add your link in this week's Friends' Meetup Party for sure :)
Well....love is quite a connundrum. I wish we could devise some new definition for love.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Thanks for dropping by at my blog occasionally! :)
You should read these comics, they give lots of definitions, most of which I agree with =)
ReplyDeleteand thank you for dropping by here in response! =p